Junior sister, I really need to control you.

Bamboo Forest Peak, the rest area for patrolling disciples.

Gently stroking his junior sister's head, Li Yinsheng looked at the golden characters before him, his heart stirred slightly.

Judging from the description of this cultivation journey, the direct disciple of Shouyi Temple who snatched the training material from his junior sister on the ground is not simply someone who is used to being domineering.

She harbored malice towards Xuanzhen Temple, and this malice likely stemmed from the entire Shouyi Temple.

Otherwise, the triggered cultivation ambition wouldn't have directly listed the entire Shouyi Temple as a target, allowing the junior sister to take down everyone in Shouyi Temple, from formal disciples to True Persons.

Li Yinsheng had long known that Shouyi Temple coveted the spiritual veins of Xuanzhen Temple, but he certainly hadn't expected it to be this exaggerated.

The entire Shouyi Temple harbors ill will towards Xuanzhen Temple. Is it really that serious?

Xuanzhen Temple doesn't seem to have any past grudges with Shouyi Temple, does it?

Li Yinsheng frowned, raised his hand and pointed, lifting the female cultivator surnamed Fu, who was almost crushed by the object manipulation technique, and suspending her a foot off the ground.

At this moment, blood was flowing from her seven orifices, her eyes were bloodshot and bulging. Feeling the immense force on her body loosen slightly, she struggled and begged for mercy: "Senior, spare...spare my life! I am from Shouyi Temple..."

"Young man, do you know about Xuanzhen Temple?" Li Yinsheng asked directly.

"I know, I know!" The female cultivator surnamed Fu nodded hurriedly in acknowledgment.

She was already seriously injured and under the threat of death, her mind was in chaos and she couldn't think of lying. She just answered based on instinct.

"Where did you find out?" Upon hearing her admit it, Li Yinsheng not only did not relax his control over her, but instead tightened it even more, making her bones creak.

"Zhao... Zhao, the Vice Abbot... It was Zhao, the Vice Abbot. He told us this when he came..." she said, even more panicked.

"What did you say?" Li Yinsheng pressed even harder.

"They told us not to be polite if we encountered anyone from the Xuanzhen Temple..."

As soon as the cultivator surnamed Fu finished speaking, he felt the power in his body loosen, allowing him to catch his breath.

"If that's the case, then I should go and demand an explanation from your abbot," Li Yinsheng chuckled, grabbing the female cultivator surnamed Fu by the neck again with his object manipulation technique. "You come with me as a witness!"

He summoned the talisman crane from a short distance away, first letting Mu Xiaoyu board it, then comforting the frightened female cultivators of Huangzhu Temple with a few words before getting up, mounting the talisman crane, and soaring away into the sky.

He had already used his divine sense to investigate and found that the people guarding the temple did not live with the disciples of other Taoist temples.

Shouyi Temple has its own temporary residence in an area between the mountainside and the summit. The disciples who came this time, as well as the two stewards we met before, and the Vice Abbot Zhao, are all in the residence.

After being comforted by Li Yinsheng, the female cultivator from Huangzhu Temple behind the stall was no longer as panicked as before.

Seeing Li Yinsheng ride away on a talismanic crane, seemingly to seek out bad luck from the people of Shouyiguan, they immediately realized what was going on.

"No, we must inform the deacon!"

Ignoring the cultivators who had been drawn by the recent events, she gathered up the remaining training materials on her stall, cast the Armor Horse Technique on herself, and hurriedly left.

……

In the largest bamboo house in the center of Shouyi Temple's residence.

It was already dark, but several ritual lamps illuminated the bamboo house.

The steward surnamed Xu, who had been repeatedly photographed from the air by Li Yinsheng using the talisman crane, looked indignant.

"Senior Brother Zhao, tell me, isn't that brat from Xuanzhen Temple far too arrogant?" the deacon surnamed Xu said angrily. "I've been extremely tolerant of him, yet he's pushing his luck, humiliating me five times in one day!"

Opposite the deacon surnamed Xu was an elderly man in white robes who looked to be over seventy years old.

Although the old man's face was full of wrinkles and his hair was almost entirely white, his eyebrows and beard were a deep cinnabar red.

The talismanic inscriptions embroidered on his Taoist robe were not vermilion, but pale gold, with a faint hint of red.

"Junior brother," Vice Abbot Zhao frowned, making the wrinkles on his forehead appear even deeper, "according to what you said, this young man is so young, yet his cultivation has already surpassed yours by a great deal. He certainly has some right to be arrogant."

The steward surnamed Xu was speechless.

That's certainly true.

To have such skill at such a young age, it's no wonder he's so proud and arrogant.

But senior brother, this is happening right in front of me, can't you at least consider my feelings?

Seeing his junior brother's somewhat dejected expression, Vice Abbot Zhao said, "Junior brother, your cultivation level in the temple is already quite good. This person can easily suppress you, so his cultivation level may not be lower than mine."

"Although he is still quite inexperienced in terms of skills, he does have such cultivation and lives in the residence arranged for him by Huangzhu Temple."

"If we were to fight him directly at Huangzhu Temple's residence, it would probably cause too much of a commotion and provoke strong dissatisfaction from Huangzhu Temple, which would be difficult to resolve," Vice Abbot Zhao shook his head.

"Senior brother, do you expect me to swallow this?" the cultivator surnamed Xu said, looking frustrated.

"Junior brother, don't forget that we have important business to attend to on this trip. Even if it's not for the talisman money, we should still think about these training materials," Vice Abbot Zhao reminded him.

"If we go too far and push Huangzhu Temple to its limit, and it becomes stubborn and insists on driving us off this mountain, thus delaying the temple's important affairs, then neither of us can bear the responsibility."

"Senior brother is right, but I really can't swallow this insult..." The cultivator surnamed Xu was extremely unwilling.

"Hehe, junior brother, don't worry. I'm not asking you to swallow this insult all the time," Vice Abbot Zhao comforted him with a smile.

"Didn't he bring a female disciple with him on this trip? I have already instructed my disciples that if they encounter any female cultivators from the Xuanzhen Temple, they should find a pretext to cause trouble and probe their strength."

"What's the point of testing a mere disciple with low cultivation?" the cultivator surnamed Xu asked, puzzled.

"Xuanzhen Temple has been in decline for so long and has not accepted any disciples, but now it has suddenly become unusual and has a new disciple. How can we not give it a try?" said Vice Abbot Zhao.

"Moreover, this test can also reveal Li Yinsheng's temperament, whether he will tolerate it or come knocking on our door."

"They'll definitely come knocking on our door. This man is arrogant; he even dared to insult me, his elder, let alone a few disciples!" The deacon surnamed Xu's face lit up with joy.

When Li Yinsheng comes knocking, we can teach him a lesson.

It turns out my senior brother still intended to help me vent my anger.

Vice Abbot Zhao chuckled and said, "Junior Brother said he's arrogant and vindictive. If he comes to us because a disciple has been bullied, we can take the opportunity to teach him a lesson."

"After all, he made a mountain out of a molehill over a dispute between his disciples and juniors, causing trouble in my Shouyi Temple's territory. Even if we teach him a lesson, we will still be in the right. It will just be a matter of giving our disciples a verbal reprimand afterward."

"That's absolutely right, that's absolutely right. At most, Huangzhu Temple will be secretly dissatisfied, but they certainly won't directly expel us," the steward surnamed Xu said with a smile.

But then he worried, "What if that kid just puts up with it?"

"That proves he's still quite cunning and calculating. Junior brother, you really need to hold your tongue. Huangzhu Temple already has a lot of grievances against us, and we can't cause too much trouble on their territory."

Vice Abbot Zhao said solemnly.

"Alright," said the deacon surnamed Xu, "hopefully that kid will come on his own."

"By the way, senior brother, have you reported to the temple that this kid's cultivation and talent far exceeded expectations? We need to let you know so we can make preparations."

He cautioned, "Given that kid's talent, his lineage might not disband Xuanzhen Temple. At that point, Xuanzhen Temple's spiritual veins might..."

"I already informed the temple using a homophonic talisman," Vice Abbot Zhao said with a smile. "How could I, your foolish brother, neglect such an important matter?"

"What did Senior Brother reply?" the steward surnamed Xu asked.

"There has been no reply yet," Vice Abbot Zhao shook his head.

"Then..." Just as the steward surnamed Xu was about to speak again, he suddenly felt the top of his head darken a bit.

Vice Abbot Zhao also noticed, and the two looked up almost simultaneously.

The roof is gone.

It was already dark outside, and now the rooftops had suddenly turned into night, making it feel like everything above was dark.

The bamboo house, with its roof torn off, was left with only bare walls, resembling a fence.

Above, Li Yinsheng led Mu Xiaoyu, standing on the talisman crane, looking down at the two people standing in the fence below, and cupped his hands in greeting.

"Greetings, fellow Daoists."